Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The battle between the gods, the battle collapsed the sky and the earth. The dim sky and the earth had more light, but the destructive immortal light reflected the color of the doomsday. The chaotic space did not heal again in the collapse. The blood like rain dyed the universe red, creating a shrill and tragic picture.

"It's too strong." The heavenly beings looked up and stared blankly. The gods in the sky, each of them, were like a brilliant sun, blooming with dazzling light, shining on time.

At this moment, not to mention the younger generation, even the quasi-emperor realm was stunned. They were both quasi-emperors, but they were different from the gods, and they only had the only way to watch the battle, and no one dared to step forward.

"It's too strong." Not only the heavenly beings, but also the prehistoric people, also had the same expression.

At first glance, those ferocious faces were filled with confusion, even the emperors of the clans were no exception. Facts proved that the first batch of creatures in the world were far less amazing than later generations. So what if the origin of bloodline is strong, it is ultimately less than the comprehending of Tao.

"The heavens must be destroyed." The emperors of the clan shouted coldly in their hearts, with their eyes filled with cruel and bloodthirsty vicious light, just because the heavens and men have too great potential, such as the Nine Emperors, the Gods, and the Four Great Sword Cultivators, should exist. They will change with the times, like mushrooms after a rain, and they will be born frequently, with their bloodlines not as good as the prehistoric world. However, the sudden enlightenment of the Tao is unmatched by the prehistoric world and must be strangled in the cradle.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Under the gaze of the people, the battle between the gods became increasingly fierce. The fragments of magic weapons, blood-stained bones, and the sky was full of collapse. The battle at the peak of the strongest and peaks chaotic eight wildernesses.

It can be seen that the god-level powerhouses in the heavens absolutely crushed the great gods of the prehistoric level. Whether it is the emperor, the god general, or the four sword cultivators, or the seven sons of Donghua, all had the absolute advantage, and pushed their opponents all the way, and they drove many great gods of the prehistoric level crazy.

Such a scene made the emperor look ugly. He had a one-on-one fight and a one-on-one practice, but he was defeated in a complete defeat, and no one had the upper hand. This situation was really embarrassing.

Compared with the prehistoric world, the waists and backs of the heavens are particularly straight. The ancestors of the heavens have too long faces. So what about the prehistoric world-class great gods? They are still being crushed and blasted.

"Little Mother, do you want to watch the fun?" Ye Ling blinked at the magic weapon in Nantianmen Mountain. It was a lotus lantern with a space inside, and there was a child inside. The little mother she said was referring to the female holy body, which was in the lotus lantern.

The female holy body was unheard of Ye Ling's call.

With so many people, she is the most dedicated. She sat in front of a basket of spiritual fruits and was diligent in gnawing the spiritual fruits. She had enough appetite and had a very good appetite, and she ignored the outside world at all.

"After passing this village, there is no such big scene!" Ye Ling flashed his beautiful eyes.

"Born." The female holy body finally replied, her little mouth was full of stuff.

Indeed, in her opinion, it was really boring. Who was she? The domineering female ancient holy body, infinitely close to Dacheng, but she could fight with the Supreme. In her eyes, the gods that the world looked up to were a group of little babies fighting, which was not in her eyes.

This is the female holy body, her arrogance, even if she loses her cultivation, she is still arrogant, because she really has the qualifications. At her peak, when it comes to fighting alone, no one is her rival. The myth of the invincible strait of the holy body is not false, it is really a myth.

The outside world was fluctuating with great fluctuations. She didn't even look at it. She just glanced at the south inadvertently, as if she could see the deserts of the southern Chu border and Ye Chen standing on the mountain. He still closed his eyes and realized the truth quietly in order to seek an opportunity to break through.

"If you pass this barrier, I will believe in the common people once." The female holy body murmured, her beautiful eyes as water were blurred, her eyes were dazed, and her mood was also complicated.

No one could guess what she was thinking, even the two supreme emperors in the underworld. From beginning to end, they never saw through her origin, and they didn't know what identity she existed in the world.

puff!

When she saw that a battle outside the city had come to an end.

The great god of the Qiongqi clan was killed by the Wutian Sword Lord. The rolling head fell and collapsed into ashes. Even the escaped soul could not escape the extinction of the sword Lord with his sword.

There is no doubt that the sword master is so powerful.

However, he was also injured in this battle, his immortal body was stained with blood, and he slaughtered a great god of prehistoric times. It was really unreasonable to have no blood flowed, and his expression was still indifferent.

"Damn it." Qiongqi tribe was furious and jumped out of the nine quasi-emperors, all of which were at the peak. The moment before Qiongqi's quasi-emperor was destroyed, they had already come out to rescue. However, the sword master took too fast and had not caught up. They were all furious and lined up to kill him.

The sword master was not afraid, and he carried the blood-drawn sword in his hand, and picked nine out with one.

This time, he should have learned his mind and fought and left, not fleeing, but running to the prehistoric world. When he left, the nine Qiongqi quasi-emperors climbed to heaven and chased the emperor's immortal crafts frequently, all of which were great killing techniques, and he was in a posture that he would not be finished without killing Wutian Sword Lord.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

When ten people fight, the fluctuations are quite large, and the people who suffer will be the prehistoric people.

"Bastard." The prehistoric clan was furious. Few people could not withstand the aftermath. They all retreated. Their eyes were red with cursed. There were so many empty places before the city walls, which were wide enough for you to fight, but they just ran to our fight. It was just intentional.

That’s right, the sword master did it on purpose. Since he likes the excitement, he should be happy.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Amid the rumbling sound, gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in the vast army of the prehistoric world, very beautiful. The most important thing is that the sword master's position is high-end, and there is no rules. He would go wherever he has more people, and shoot a shot and change his legs and feet, and his legs are terrified.

kill!

The nine quasi-emperors of Qiongqi chased each other, chasing and attacking each other. However, they failed to kill Wutian Sword Master, but destroyed the people of the prehistoric world one after another. The most important thing is that it is not the territory of the Qiongqi clan, but the other prehistoric world. It is not heartbreaking if you die more and die less.

Because of the battle between the two sides, the prehistoric world suffered great disasters. Every time they went, there was a surging blood mist. The peak saints rarely got good health. Even ordinary quasi-emperors dared not come forward rashly.

The picture is quite pleasing to the eye.

The prehistoric world howled angrily, and the formation was slightly chaotic, but the monks in the heavens looked at it with their eyes shining.

"I finally got the Tao, and I feel very comforted." Tian Lao Di Lao said meaningfully.

"I think it's the most straightforward thing to do in the heavenly tribe." The White Tiger Emperor said with a serious expression. Whenever there are clusters of prehistoric tribes, there will be heavenly tribes. This time, if you are so big, you will be punished by the heavenly tribes. If you are a heavenly tribe, you will be really not used to it. If there is a heavenly tribe, it will be really lively.

"No need to worry, it is possible to attack the city at all times." Fu Ya reminded.

Needless to say, anyone who is on the city wall is holding a guy in his hand, always ready to fight against the prehistoric world. If the one who is most sensible is the younger generations of the heavens.

If it were in the past, the ancestors of our family would have the upper hand, and the talents of the heavens would have cheered like wolves. But this time, the situation was quite special. Everyone was honest, for fear of a big scolding and arousing the prehistoric world, and angering and siege to attack the city, it would be a waste of money. They knew their mission, and it would be delayed! It would be nothing to be afraid of once or twice.

puff!

Outside the city, blood flowers bloomed, and the great gods in the prehistoric world were destroyed and stared away. The Taotie clan belonged to was the one who had previously shouted to destroy Long Cangjie and was killed by a palm.

"Rat." Long Cangjie snorted coldly, destroyed Taotie, and rushed straight to the east to kill, because there were more than a dozen quasi-emperors in the Taotie clan.

The battle was destroyed and the battle started again. Long Cang was unparalleled and did not fall in the wrong place. As he fought, he fought, he fought into the prehistoric army formation. Needless to say, it was intentional.

Compared to Jian Zun, he is not only enlightened, but also very good at it. Since he entered the crowd of people in the prehistoric tribe, he no longer fought hard. He used his mysterious escape method to fight if he could fight, and he would fight and escape.

This wave of operations caused the prehistoric world to be furious again, and the howling sounded loudly.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In the midst of anger, nine blood flowers bloomed proudly in nothingness, carrying unwilling roars.

That was the Nine Quasi-Emperor of Scorpio, and he was defeated. He was beaten up by the nine gods and generals and destroyed the gods. The Nine Life Divine Fetals collapsed. The Nine Quasi-Emperor of Scorpio, without exception, was all killed.

war!

The nine gods were also quite dedicated. They slaughtered the nine masters and fought with great fighting spirit. They were not a challenge, but a battle, because the Scorpio tribe had already rushed out, all wearing ancient armor and holding cold war spears in their hands, sweeping over the surging and rolling prehistoric aura, swallowing the starry sky, with hundreds of quasi-emperors, and Qing Yishui'er's peak realm.

Puff! Puff!

The nine gods are powerful in the Eight Desolations, and their fighting styles are naturally urinating. They are like Dragon Cang Tribulation, like Wutian Sword Master. Whoever has more people in the prehistoric tribe will fight wherever they are. The wars created will destroy the world. I don’t know how many prehistoric tribes are swallowed up, and most of them will be scattered.

Boom! Bang!

There are sword masters, Long Cangjie and the gods set the precedent. The gods in the heavens all came to their spirits and were all very fierce. The son of the plane killed the golden elbow, the holy master destroyed the ghost elbow, the nine swords scattered the armadillo, and the sword gods and the others both won... The great battle between the gods came to an end with the complete victory of the heavens, but this battle did not stop because of this.

There are still people in the prehistoric world who frequently appear in groups, or in groups of three or five, and fight one by one point, forming a group battle lineup, overwhelmingly trying to surround and destroy the powerful people in the heavens.

war!

The gods in the heavens are not weak, and no one is afraid of fighting, and they all attacked head-on. And as they fought, they entered the army of prehistoric times and regarded the dark crowds of prehistoric times as a battlefield. The movement of the war can be made as big as possible.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The battle between the gods became chaotic for a time, the heaven and earth were swaying, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

Looking down at the sky, there are countless battle circles in the vast army like a vast ocean. Each battle circle is bloody, and too many people in the prehistoric world were buried due to the aftermath.

Damn it!

The roars of the prehistoric world were like thunder, one after another, and the lineup that should have been neatly arranged became chaotic, with a mess, stained with blood, and it was already overturned.

"I didn't expect that my ancestors would be so urinating." The juniors of the heavens sighed and said, the pictures outside the city were not only pleasing to the eyes, but also so comfortable.

"Attack, attack the city for me." As the heavens looked at each of the emperors of all tribes in the prehistoric world, they all raised their swords of killing and pointed to the walls of Nanchu. As the world saw it, they were really angry and embarrassed.

All the strong men outside the city understand that even if they do not go to the army of the prehistoric world to cause trouble, the prehistoric world will also attack the city, just because the battle between the gods has ended. No matter how much they delay, the prehistoric world will still attack the city. Since this is the case, why not enter the army and make a big fuss.

"Attack, attack the city."

The roar of the emperor of the prehistoric clan sounded all over the world. Who would have thought that the powerful men who could crush the heavens would have thought that their ancestors would be destroyed by one after another, and one pair of them would have been destroyed by one. The so-called battle between the gods was defeated by the prehistoric rule.

Under the order, the chaotic army of prehistoric world rushed towards the Nanchu city wall like a tide. It was really a dark ocean, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

"If you want to fight, come." Fu Ya snorted coldly, stepped out and climbed a cannon tower. He was at the quasi-emperor level and wanted to take charge of the attack array himself.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Nanchu city wall was buzzing, and countless attack arrays opened together. At the same moment, the Immortal Light of Destruction was swept out. It was not one or two, but one after another, covering the sky.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The blood mist suddenly surged. The powerful people who were charging forward were destroyed by pieces before they even attacked the Nanchu city wall. Even the quasi-emperor-level cultivators could not save their lives.

"Let's array and bomb for me." The emperors of all races shouted in the rear of the prehistoric army.

Immediately, in the vast army, lights rose to heaven and turned into attack arrays, covering the earth and the sky, the source stone burned to the extreme, and the divine power was revived.

Buzz!

With the sound of heaven and earth, countless divine lights shot at the Nanchu city walls.

Bang! Boom! Bang! Bang!

Although the Nanchu city walls roared and were collectively in turmoil, they did not collapse.

All this is attributed to Da Chu.

Since the invasion of the demons in the previous life, this heroic pass that lies across the east and west has been strengthened unlimitedly, with three steps and five feet a barrier. The entire city wall is engraved with imperial Taoist formation patterns, and its defense is extremely strong. If you want to break it, you will have to pay the price of bleeding.
To be continued...